Lunatic

Not much anyway

I watch the cuts on my thighs close up. They tried bleeding me to death, but my cuts closed up fast. They have tried different methods to see if they can kill me, electric chair, drowning, even adding poison to my food, and here I thought they wanted to give me a treat for playing nice with them.
I sit cross legged in the cage  they put me in, listening to their conversation.
"How did we not know she could heal fast"
"We have to test her blood to see if there are any other abnormalities"
Cause that's what I am. A freak.
"Sure, go ahead and treat me like I'm some lab experiment" I roll my eyes
They ignore me.
"I am the one locked up but you guys are the lunatics here"
"Shock her"
Initializing electric shock
120 volts.
I bite back a scream as my body jolted.
I look up at them, watching me with sadistic smiles on their faces
"Fuck. You"
"Increase the voltage
Increasing voltage
150 volts
I resist the urge to scream. I won't give them that satisfaction. My body feels like its on fire, maybe it is on the inside. My eyes and ears are bleeding.
"Stop"
It stops, but the pain is still there, it feels like something is trying to claw out of my body. It burns all over.
"I'd kill you. All of you" it doesn't sound like my voice anymore. Like there's someone else speaking with me.
I tried to rip my hands off the straitjacket. I growled in frustration when it doesn't come off ramming my body on the steel cage.
" Get me out of here"  I growled louder, repeatedly slamming into the side of the cage. A bar comes off
"Shit. Initiate gas release" someone yelled.
Initiating gas release
"You'd pay. You will all pay"
I felt my body go weaker and heavier. My movements slower with each passing second. I dropped down on the cold floor too tired to move.
"Make sure she's chained up"
I close my eyes as everything goes black.

Unknown POV

I watch her as she walks in with two armed guards behind her, ready to blow her brains out if she tried anything, not that she would, she is too smart to try anything. She was in her collar and straitjacket and her ankles were cuffed, she had a muzzle covering her mouth. They are extra cautious with her, well you can't be the number one lunatic without a bit of violence. Without a second glance she looked innocent and small, like she's unable to hurt anyone, and she can act it too. But I've seen what she's capable of. And I need her. If I want to escape from here, I need her.
She stopped walking, her head turned and she met my eye. She knows I was watching her. One of the guards nudged her forward with his gun she keeps walking.

Zero-one's pov.

The first thing I did when my muzzle was off was to bite at the guard who took it off.
I giggled when I tasted copper
"Fucking bitch" he hissed. He moved to hit me but the other guard held him back.
"No one taught you not to hit a woman?" I giggled some more
Cussing at me they both left.
"Hey! Who's gonna remove this?" I motioned to my straitjacket.
"Eat like the animal you are" was the response I got
A very animalistic growl vibrated off my throat.
Everyone stopped to stare at me.
"The fuck you staring at?" I growled louder
They all turned away.
I stared at the slice of bread and cheese on my plate. Now how to eat this.
Someone sits on the chair opposite mine. I pause. Everyone knows not to sit close to me.
I look up, a brow coming up as I do.
"Fuck do you want?" I saw him staring at me earlier. People like him always bring trouble. My eyes go to his branding. Like he set it out for me to see. 546.
"Can't I just say hello?" He asks. His lips quirk upwards His voice filled with humor.
"Okay. Hello. Now fuck off"
"It won't hurt to say you need help" he chuckles.
"I won't need help when I de-gut you" I snarled.
He stands walking around the table to me. He bends and I can see his face more clearer from up close. He is pretty. I'd enjoy watching this pretty face bleed.
"Calm your homicidal thoughts" he stands and my hands come loose
"You have 3 seconds to run before I make you bleed"
"What?"
"3" his face pales and he cusses
"2" he turns and he bolts
"I"
Grabbing the knife he left on my table, I flick my wrist sending it deep into his shoulder. Oops
I hear him cuss out and the metallic smell of blood feels my senses.
"Don't leave your toy on my table" I call after him
I wonder why they get knifes and I don't. I pout at the thought.
I won't hurt people.
Not much anyway.

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